dangle from the smoke ring
My face gets old
Cracks in the sidewalk I’ll keep avoiding
I can’t even approach it
First though
Sweat dangles from the smoke ring
I know you’re always joking
I try to take the first step
Seconds later, choking
I know you always won’t be (Yeah)
I know always, you won’t be
Know always, you won’t be
Keep my head down like a coin flip, no contact
Money in the bank is a mountain and i might slip
Signed contract, i wonder if they know that it don’t mean shit